After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

After three minutes, Liuli simply sat cross-legged on the river. There seemed to be not a drop of water in the river where she was, only endless spots of light, which lifted Liuli and jumped forward.

Liuli realized that she was probably still in a dream. After recovering all her memories, the plot of "Dragon Clan" suddenly became much clearer.

There is no doubt that Minamoto no Chitose's Word Spirit Dream Tapir is related to the dream, and the most urgent thing is how to leave here.

God knows how long this dream has lasted. Although she was protected by the Color Painting Set outside the dream, the Color Painting Set was purely a stand ability, and it didn't know whether to feed her or give her glucose.

It would be funny if he starved to death.

Among the existing powers, resurrection from the dead is obviously useless. Without Hei Mo's help, she will have to move to a new world every time she dies.

The world is scary enough now, who knows where we'll go next time, so there's no need to worry.

And the Tomb of Time?

Manipulating time in dreams doesn't seem to have much effect.

As for the rest, being loved by God does not require any price. The saying that you can only gain something by losing something is all nonsense.

God said: I will love you, I will give you everything you want, I will make your wishes come true and you will live a happy life!

Why, is it not possible?

I am a god, I have my opinions to myself.

Unfortunately, due to the mixed influence of the gray fog, it became a semi-uncontrollable factor, and an additional prerequisite was added -

First lose, then gain.

But the key is, if you have already decided to lose something, is it still a real loss to you?

The first time she lost her life, and the second time she lost Lan Tang, both happened suddenly and without preparation.

If she knew everything at the beginning, it is unknown whether she would be willing to lose her life or Lan Tang.

Not to mention that she was now standing in the river and didn't know what else she had to lose.

And the ability that comes from the gray fog - the savior chat group.

To be honest, she didn't know if God's power contained any psychological implications. She almost completely forgot about this chat group and even subconsciously skipped it when looking for information.

Now that she thinks about it, she actually didn't notice such obvious suspiciousness at the time. It would be fine for other people, but it's obvious that Orochimaru couldn't appear in this world!

Regardless of whether there is internet access in the village, Masashi Kishimoto is still serializing the novel in this world.

After all, the three pillars of Death, Fire, and One Piece, the Elementary School Shinigami, have already materialized in Beika Town. If Naruto and One Piece are gone, will Jump still be able to operate?

But this chat room is obviously useless now.

Whether the group members can help is one thing, and whether she wants to reveal her true identity is another.

I can’t just post something in the group now and say:

I am the group leader. I am not dead, but now I am trapped in a dream. As long as you V me 50, I can escape from the dream. Then I will capture the island country and make you the king. Anyone who refuses will be wiped out.

This is too embarrassing.

After thinking about it, it seems that there is really no way. It turns out that the power I can use is too limited. If I carry a mind gem on me, what do I have to fear from dreams and mental attacks?

All are immune and rebound, not to mention the source girl, even if the White King himself comes, it will probably be of no use.

Thinking of Genji, Liuli's thoughts paused again.

His heart-wrenching cry before he completely lost consciousness echoed in his ears again, followed by another voice, equally hysterical and equally painful:

[Give it back to me——]

[Give me back Mochizuki Ruri...]

The twisted and deformed existence that she had seen in her memory reappeared. The bullet was originally intended to penetrate her neck directly, and the huge impact force could directly separate her head from her body.

But at that time, before Gojo Satoru ran, before Genjiro ran, another shadow rushed towards her.

The black and white silhouette ran so fast that its fingertips, white to the point of being almost transparent, had already touched the edge of the bullet, causing it to deviate from its original trajectory.

But it was of no use.

The bullet grazed his fingertips and then the neck of Wangyue Liuli, and bright red blood splattered all over the shadow.

This finally brought some color to His pale form.

They were so close, so close that Wangyue Liuli could clearly see the despair and pain in his pupils, and could see his clear blue eyes through the blurred outline.

At the moment he fell backward, Wangyue Liuli stretched out her hand, wanting to wipe away the glaring red on his face.

So...it's you...

She opened her eyes wide and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Liuli recalled the disbelief she felt when she first saw that existence. She didn't believe that Gojo Satoru would become a cursed spirit after his death, and she didn't believe that after becoming a cursed spirit, Gojo Satoru's strongest obsession would be herself.

After all, for the entire ten years between the ages of fourteen and twenty-four, they were like strangers with no connection to each other.

As a high school teacher, Gojo Satoru cares about Geto Suguru, his students and clansmen, and other sorcerers...

The only person he doesn't care about is Wangyue Liuli.

But this is not surprising, it is even reasonable.

After all, he is not Gojo Satoru of Mochizuki Ruri. To him, Mochizuki Ruri is more like a familiar stranger.

You watched a movie. The male lead looked exactly like you. After the movie ended, the female lead suddenly appeared in front of you and said with a smile:

"Darling, what are you standing there for? We should get married."

Will you agree?

You'll just think she's a psycho.

From this perspective, Gojo Satoru in the previous world did not send her to a mental hospital or lock her up in a sealed room, but instead provided her with good food and drink. In any case, he had done his utmost to be kind.

She herself was accidentally injured in the battle between the golden light and the gray fog, forgetting what happened before her death and confusing the two Gojo Satoru.

If she thought about it carefully, her fiancé Gojo Satoru had never given up on her from the beginning to the end. He was willing to give up his human identity and even cross the world to be by her side.

Gojo Satoru, a stranger who was her husband, never thought of hurting her from beginning to end. Although he did not let her come into contact with the world of curse, he also protected her to the greatest extent.

Even if he was killed by Ryomen Sukuna, it happened after Gojo Satoru died.

Liuli sat on the flowing river of light and suddenly laughed out loud.

She has always felt that there is no such thing as eternity in the world, that emotions will always be worn down and deteriorated by time, that things that do not belong to you will always go away, and that things that belong to you may not always be there.

But without her knowing, Gojo Satoru continued to love her for a long time, from birth to death, from death to birth, from one world to another.

Without her knowing, Lan Tang went from losing his memory to regaining it, and returned to this world from another world, and continued to love her for a long time.

Even God loved her without her knowing it.

The world's love for her has never ended. When she is with Gojo Satoru, the world is as spicy as a glass of fine wine; when she is with Randou, the world is as warm as a glass of milk.

Everyone is fine, she is fine, and the world is fine.

Liuli raised her head and fell backwards. Countless points of light jumped up and down in the river of light. That was the origin of life, the dance of insects, the most transparent life in the world, and the summer that never fades.

Liuli thought it was time for her to wake up.

Dreams are good, but reality is not bad either.

There are people who love her and are waiting for her.